This fic........eh, it's something I've had in my mind ever since I beat Kingdom Hearts 2 yesterday. In all honesty, I don't know how this is going to turn out, but........nothing ventured, nothing gained. First thing off the bat, I'll try to make people who haven't played Kingdom Hearts as comftorable as possible, but you may want to have a tidbit of information, seeing as how the Ansem Reports head off my chapters at times. Second, this is NOT like the regular, light-hearted Kingdom Hearts. This is going to be dark, very dark at times.Blood and gore will be common. So my style of writing may not be for you, I really don't know. You might also want to know that this is a heavily AU fic(Alternate Universe).Anyway, on we go.
Chapter 1
The Red Knight showed no emotion as the human-shaped, yellow-eyed creatures charged towards him with murderous intent. He had defeated far greater opponents in his times than these drones. As they charged, swipes of his red blade came at them, in the shape of a key. The blade was a polished blood red color, the handle a shining gold. It was truly a work of art, and had the victims of the blade were capable of shock and awe, or complete thought for that matter, they would be speechless. It mattered not that his opponents were many, or that they came in the thousands. He would defeat them all, for he could not lose. Yet, his bearded face said otherwise. It showed an emotion that the Red Knight hadn't had the opportunity to experience:fear. But this fear would only hold him back, only slow his praticed strokes down. As he sneered at the figures, they vaulted into the air, only to be engulfed in a fireball that shot out from the Keyblade with power and accuracy.
The Red Knight's face now showed joy and confidence beneath his helmet! He would win the war! He had been one of the knights chosen by the Keyblade, and with its power, the war between the Nobodies and the Heartless would be won easily! He had no reason to carry the emotion of fear into battle! His white-caped form spun around to deliever another crushing blow...
And said blow was stopped by a bat-winged shaped Keyblade, the blade a bloody red(which now had turned a deeper shade), and the black edges slowly becoming stained with blood. The Red Knight's helmet was knocked off his face, revealing a shock of blond hair with a matching beard and mustache, with ice-blue eyes cold as a snowy winter, which had lost their joy and was now replaced with shock and horror,his face twisted in all the anguish of a raped girl, as the dark Keyblade was driven through his very heart, the organ ripped from his chest.
The Red Knight's lifeless corpse fell to the ground in a sea of blood which stained the barren wasteland ground with a loud thud, his Keyblade and helmet falling with him. The knight which had stabbed him merely brushed his black cape aside, and his armor-plated form turned his back to the army of creatures that were currently facing him. If they had mouths, they would surely have the grin of a Chesire Cat plastered across their face as the heart from the Red Knight was flung at them. They feasted upon it, bathed in the ecstasy of the very taste of the heart! To them, this was their sweet nectar, their purpose for their attacks! The very thought of this sent them wild with glee!
And all beneath his pitch-black helmet, the Ebony Knight grinned like a lunatic. "And I'll show all my enemies...". He paused briefly, and raised his Keyblade to eye level.His chuckle was full of malice and glee.
"The Way to Dawn."